While public sex is common in the Afterlife club, Aria noticed one particular customer occupying the attention of one too many of her dancers. Debating on which would cost her more credits, she eventually slipped a translucent card from her hip pocket with three holographic letters floating inside: VIP. She placed it in the hand of one of her personal girls and tilted her head in the direction of a dark haired human barely covered by a white, padded suit.
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